The Flying Tiger and the Journey into Lemuria

I was riding a long, white dragon. We were above an icy ocean and the dragon I was on and a large flying tiger were fighting. The dragon scrambled upon the ice ledge to land and I hopped off of it. Light blue, almost translucent humanoid cat aliens were there. They were in sort of danger and they were children and I was crying. They gave me scraps of food for my journey in cans. A guy pursued me through what looked like a college campus, running after me. I climbed up on a ledge with the help of a tall and muscular brown haired guy named Minotaur. There were a group of people crowded around the ledge. Most of the others ran off into the other direction. I was able to pull down a small leafy item that somehow secured our safety and that of the world. A party was now being held with flashing lights and it was dark. However, at the end of the party we would all die.